Yeah, check itYo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuckAnd I also tote guns in case my dram pop upIt's crew love I spit two at every few thugsFo doves blow dubs holdin eight snubI hold it down my strip, goin nowhereFlip two eightballs trick the dough on low gearThe next week two O's goneNigga don't prolongPlay the studio and get my flow onAnd sell weight on a later baseMy older brother kept guns on his waist in case he air the placeAnd walk straight up on you fuckin crooked niggazComin out ya mouth sideways like some rookie niggazI drink Henny mixed wit nothingMy weed and the dutch is somethinWhat you niggaz sayin nuttinIt's Bleek, controllin these streets holdin the heatReportin for my live niggaz just like me WHAT

Haha this is Roc-A-Fella for lifeThis is Roc-A-Fella for life

You know it's crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we dieAs long as you and I keep it movin like a drive-byWe could stack dough sky-highNiggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize realCrew love, Roc-A-Fella till we dieAs long as you and I keep it movin like a drive-byWe could stack dough sky-highNiggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real

Yo, I set up shop wit nick rocks that'll upset rookiesMake 'em slide like li'l dicks in wet pussyOpen up the whole strip, like MonopolyDare one of ya'll to land on my propertyThink you get some dough for my community chest?Blaow blaow two to yo chestYa'll niggaz can't pass go cuz it cost to passYa'll niggaz cheap like Baltic Ave. Type ta land on jail can't pay your bailWanna borrow from the bank, nigga what you thinkI'm the wrong one to lie to Shit I'm the man who supply who supply who supply YOUAnd ya'll a bunch talk moneyI'm tryin to get it down for that motherfuckin boardwalk moneyTwo-brick money new blue six moneyParoo trip money flew in six moneyTaj Mahal trips orange chips moneyLong dick money all in yo bitch moneyFlow like the flu and spit sick moneyPeep hotty's Roc-A-Fella wools routeAll black mask down wit they tools outBeanie mack I'll move outI had niggaz runnin from school pickin new routesThen I'll run and lick a shot make 'em move southSwitch up they last name get a new spouseScrambled up some down-payment for a new houseNo matter where you go Mack gone find yaI'm like a shadow nigga I'm right behind ya I'll blow out ya brains and won't give ya no reminder

You know it's crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we dieAs long as you and I keep it movin like a drive-byWe could stack dough sky-highNiggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize realCrew love, Roc-A-Fella till we dieAs long as you and I keep it movin like a drive-byWe could stack dough sky-highNiggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real

Me and my road dogBeen OG's for so longSpit raw rolled up niggaz can smoke onShit I let 'em have it you faggots ain't know my statusFuckin with my mathematics you make us savageFive nine one six O, light brownM-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek put it down

Its crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we dieAs long as you and I keep it movin, nigga

Aiyyo I pray to the God MC to bless meWit a ill ass flow and sick ass doughWhere it don't make no sense that hundreds and cents andThousands of dollars ice freezes my collar Where I need a turtle-neck to rock my check And a pair of isotoners to rock my ringsGet the signin bonus know mack toppin them thangsFlip twice rip that crew then I'm droppin my thang